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“No looking back on Sodom’s plains
No listening still to Babel’s strains;
No tears for Egypt’s song and smile,
No thirsting for its flowing Nile.

‘Tis but a little and we come
To our reward, our crown, our home!
Another year, or more, or less,
And we have crossed the wilderness;
Finished the toil, the rest begun,
The battle fought, the triumph won!”

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— February 15, 1912 —